PREVIEW -x- vanilla twilight...
PREVIEW:
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Oh, yes. I'm so predictable. Yes, it's inspired by her. No, I wasn't crying. I know you barely remember how much she meant to me. I've forgotten as well, but I know she was my world. My everything. I just can't remember that. You've put up with me for so long, it's astounding. What with MLP and Sherlock messages and crazy rabbit buying plans, I can tell you anything. I know. Sometimes, I think that you could be a better friend than her, but other times I don't know where I stand. Enlighten the situation?
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No, it's not over. No, I'll never forgive her. Ever. Even if I have you, for how long? How long before I lose you as well? I don't want that to happen, even though I've only known you for 3 years, you're a good friend. I trust you. Enough? I guess only time will tell.
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You. YOU are part of the problem. With you, I get the feeling I'm not wanted, like I'm a liability, like I'm something you have to put up with. What the hell is your problem? I'm not something to be pushed around like charity, I was your friend! And you were my friend. I trusted you more than anyone. That was before. Now, it seems your embarrassed to be with me. You're rude, ignorant, selfish and cynical. It hurts. Again. So why do I keep coming back to you? Simple. I'd die without you.
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Hmmm, I've always considered myself unattached. You'll never see this, I know, but in these little messages I thought I should include you, seeing as you seem to fit in this problem. Everything that was said, I guess in a way it's true. I don't know; I'm not good at handling emotions like this. I know how you feel about me, I'm not completely stupid about problems like this. I trust you. Lots. I've told you EVERYTHING in my life, what happened before, and I've not told anyone that before. My family, my friends, none of them know what you know. What you told me the other day, you see what I see completely. Please don't give up. Ever. I'll be there for you. Always.
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Oh my Starclan, so many little messages. No, long messages.
It's a code. And here's the solution:
Each of these little messages is a part of me, my feelings towards a person. These messages, you would have to know me very well in real life to figure out who each little message was intended for. I want things to change, I want people to know how I feel, how SHE has destroyed me. Nobody knows what I was like before this thing I am now, even me. I was different, I know that.
Please try to understand how I feel. Please try to steal my shoes (not literally) and walk a mile in them (not literally, I have big feet).
SONG- Vanilla Twilight
ARTIST- Owl City
EDITOR- Aleurai (No sticky paw prints!)
TIME TAKEN- 2 hours